Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Monaco and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Alice Coltrane to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
David McCallum,
Fugazi,
Anthony Braxton,
Connie Case,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Accadde A,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blake Baxter,
Simply Red,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Technova,
Joy Division,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deakin,
Bronski Beat,
Joe Smooth,
Arthur Verocai,
Radiopuhelimet,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flash Fearless,
The Smoke,
Kayak,
Adolescents,
Guru Guru,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pagans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Prince Buster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wally Richardson,
Funky Four + One,
kango's stein massive,
The Happenings,
Sight & Sound,
Eden Ahbez,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Judy Mowatt,
John Coltrane,
Chris Corsano,
Urselle,
Roy Ayers,
Scan 7,
Whodini,
The Count Five,
Black Pus,
Model 500,
Schoolly D,
Al Stewart,
Scion,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalann,
The Fire Engines,
Matthew Halsall,
World's Most,
Aural Exciters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter & Gordon,
Joyce Sims,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.